Hope

Hope and I had lost touch.
We were friends once
and spent time together
appreciating the little things.
But one day she was just gone
without so much as a warning
or a goodbye.
I missed her at first,
but long days grow into
long months and years.
Soon enough I forgot her
altogether.
My life went on
and I filled my days
with things and people.
Until one day I met a woman,
so special and rare
that hope returned.
She just walked in,
sat down, and asked me
about this woman.
I smiled.
I laughed.
I hugged hope
and said, no.
You tell me about her.